The Hold Steady - Epaulets lyrics

She texts from the exit
Says she's on her way over
In an ocelot coat with the epaulet shoulders
It's sweet 'cause I'm a sucker
For the dictator chic
And I'm good with the irregular heartbeats
So now she's hanging with me
And we've been sharing ideas
And it seems like we've got similar interests
And it seems like we've got similar problems
I think we know the same people
I think I know what she means

She says she likes the way these little
Flames make everything all black and grey
But sometimes all that smoke
Can make you sick
Still a scorch mark or a blistered hand
Seems a whole lot better than
Sitting around and waiting for the click



Her parents are in Paris, it's the
Best place we can access, yeah
It's not exactly sanctioned man but
She's still got a key
She's traveling at top speed
She keeps checking her heartbeat
She puts her thumb to her neck

Then she kicks off her moccasins
The buckskin always sucks me in
Sets up in the restroom
Says she's never coming out
Unraveling the bandages
Using all the toothbrushes
She's crying 'cause the cotton
Looks like clouds

Delores don't the clouds just get forgotten
Once a stronger wind comes in
We both know what'll happen
We'll dissipate, we'll disappear
Neon cigs and maintenance beers
Call the guy and meet him on Manhattan
All the things that we hold dear
Our favorite bands, our deepest fears
We both know exactly what'll happen

'Cause every time the clouds roll
In you can't get sentimental
And her jacket makes her look
Just like a general

And she's generally restless
She's got the blistered hands
Sends a text from the exit
Says she's on her way over
In an ocelot coat with the epaulet shoulders